you told me i hurt you
i said i was sorry
you said you didn't hold grudges
but you would never forget it
i told you i was stupid
i told you i was ruthless
i told you i was undeserving of you
and your time
but what i didn't tell you
is that i would take a razor scooter to the ankle
fifty times in a row
to win back your trust
so i have a question
YOU ARE READING
Young Love
Poetryforget all the memories forget all the times he told me to leave so i left without an imprint left behind
